Top Student at Their Peak Chapter 473: 153: Is He Blowing Bullshit?

Chapter 473: Chapter 153: Is He Blowing Bullshit?

On the early morning of November 1st, Qiao Yu set off on the high-speed train with Director Tian, Elder Yuan, and Qiao Xi, arriving in Linhai right on schedule by the afternoon.

The Huaxia Mathematics Society naturally hosts the annual mathematics academic conference each year, and this year the event was organized by Coastal Jiao Da.

Theoretically, the conference registration doesn’t start until the next day, and there’s a full day allocated for registration, but both Tian Yanzhen and Yuan Zhengxin had to go a day early.

Because besides registration tomorrow, there’s also a satellite eting of the Huaxia Mathematics Society’s Algebraic Geotry subcommittee starting at 8:30 in the morning.

Both Tian Yanzhen and Yuan Zhengxin are special invited guests for this satellite eting, so they had to arrive a day early.

Moreover, there are a series of etings in the evening, including expanded etings, executive committee etings, and supervisory etings…

In short, the two bigwigs will be very busy all day tomorrow.

This is very beneficial for Qiao Yu and Qiao Xi. After all, neither of them had been to a cosmopolitan city like Linhai before.

Sitting on the high-speed train, Qiao Yu was already pondering whether, after the two ntors went to their etings, he could take Qiao Xi to explore Linhai.

This was actually the first ti Qiao Yu and Qiao Xi were traveling far together. It was worth having a good ti. Of course, the premise was that he and Qiao Xi did not have to attend the Algebraic Geotry subcommittee eting.

As a result, Qiao Yu was very excited throughout the journey, constantly whispering with Qiao Xi.

The advantage of first-class seats on the high-speed train was that, although the seats were connected, each row could only accommodate two people, so they were seated separately from the two ntors.

…

At the hotel, Director Tian and Elder Yuan were invited to et so people, while Qiao Yu and Qiao Xi tossed their suitcases into their room.

“Mom, later I’ll talk to Director Tian and Elder Yuan about not attending tomorrow’s satellite eting and going to Disney for a day instead.”

It was not yet the coldest ti in Linhai in November, and the weather forecast said it would be sunny tomorrow, with temperatures around 17 degrees Celsius during the day—a perfect autumn day for outings.

Qiao Xi glanced at Qiao Yu, shook her head slightly, and said, “Not interested.”

Qiao Yu said, “No, let tell you, these satellite etings are really boring. I’ve seen the eting agenda; there won’t be anything too interesting.”

Qiao Xi stretched, then took a notebook out of her bag and sat at the desk in the hotel room.

“Did you forget? I still haven’t finished the literature you assigned. Even if the eting is boring, I can read the literature. You might as well go out and have fun yourself.”

This sharp counter was sothing Qiao Yu completely didn’t expect, leaving him feeling a bit deflated.

But there was no help for it; he found going out alone very dull. The key point was that Qiao Yu didn’t really believe that Qiao Xi was such a diligent learner.

“You…”

Just as he said one word, his phone rang.

“Co to my room for a while, you know which one, right? It’s right next door to yours. The door’s open.” Tian Yanzhen’s voice ca through the phone.

“Okay, Director Tian.” Qiao Yu said, then glanced at Qiao Xi, who was ignoring him, and left the room.

…

Upon arriving in Tian Yanzhen’s room, Elder Yuan was there too, sitting and sipping tea, smiling kindly at him.

Before he could even say hello, Director Tian said, “Prepare well in the next two days; it’s been approved. The second session on the morning of the fourth is yours again.”

“Huh? Is that possible?” Qiao Yu asked unexpectedly.

Tian Yanzhen explained, “I talked with Editor Dugen; your paper has passed the review. It will be published on the Ann. Math website by noon on the 3rd Beijing ti at the latest. Congratulations on another high-profile journal paper, and a journal cover paper too.

Moreover, your paper on bounded pri intervals has gained accolades from Zhang Yuantang and Tao Xuanzhi. In exchange, I agreed with Editor Dugen to submit this paper directly to Ann. Math after the conference as well.”

Qiao Yu was stunned; he genuinely hadn’t expected this. Honestly, he hadn’t checked the submission backend of Ann. Math in the past couple of days.

Later, Pierre Derini sent him an email for an in-depth discussion on so mathematical concepts regarding the modal space axiomatic system.

However, this big shot also didn’t ntion whether the paper passed the review, so he was surprised to hear about it from his ntor first.

It truly was unexpected.

For a brief mont, he thought about flying to Princeton to ask Editor Dugen face to face what was going through his mind…

If he’d known this was the situation, he wouldn’t have wasted ti tinkering with the paper on reducing the interval to 6, since its significance was minimal.

He should just wait to finish his final work and solve the Twin Pri Conjecture directly.

After all, the relationship between pri interval upper bounds and the Twin Pri Conjecture is quite close.

Because if the Twin Pri Conjecture holds, it inherently suggests that the pri interval can be kept very small, such as 2.

Alright, it wasn’t entirely pointless, since proving the upper bound for pri intervals can limit the growth rate of these intervals and provide indirect support for the Twin Pri Conjecture.

But Qiao Yu still felt like he’d been doing so pointless work. Had he known his paper would be published by Ann. Math on the 3rd, he could’ve followed the direction set by Director Tian and Elder Yuan and discussed his modal space axiomatic system on the 4th.

“Look at your expression! What’s wrong? Not satisfied that the paper’s getting published sooner? Don’t think I’ll praise you just because your achievent is impressive. Do you know how many etings I’ve had to attend because of you?” Tian Yanzhen glared at Qiao Yu and said.

“Uh… well, Director Tian, although I didn’t tell you, the corresponding author listed on the Ann. Math cover journal is your na as well. It’s just that Professor Dugen didn’t contact you.”